Chapter 483： I can’t sit still (1/2)

It's just that the source sand that is absorbing the embryo of Rongshan is changing into the shape of amber buttons.

It's like a potato with an amber button in it that originally contained the world of yellow sand.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but sigh, is this the rustic noble in the legend?

Now that the time is running out, Lin Yuan has left the Lingling Space and returned to his tent.

Lin Yuan, who appeared in the tent, had a faint smell of seafood porridge.

I want to come this time, Liu Ge has already started to make breakfast.

Lin Yuan stretched out a lazy waist and walked out of the tent.

Lin Yuan, who had just left the tent, discovered that the mother of the blood bath had also gotten up early in the morning, and was still beside Liu Cao's cauldron boiling seafood porridge.

From time to time, some prawns, scallops and diced abalone are added to the seafood porridge.

The mother of the blood bath added and added and couldn't stop at all.

The more the mother of the blood bath adds, the faster Liu Jie's eyelids jump.

Especially when the mother of the blood bath was going to add some more fish, Liu Jie quickly stopped it.

”If you add abalone, this porridge should be too thick!”

After hearing the words of Liu Jie, the mother of the blood bath no longer continued to add abalones to the pot, but asked.

”This is my first time cooking. You said that Lin Yuan will be added a little less. What should I do if they listen to them?”

Liu Jie heard that he took out a crystal bottle of salt powder and handed it to the mother of the blood bath.

”These seafoods are bought now in the morning, and you also add some platinum liver juice of Jiuhuan star abalone, which will not be bad.”

”You only need to add some salt to maximize the umami taste in the porridge.”

”You open the lid of the crystal bottle and turn the bottle four times, and the amount of salt is almost enough.”

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows, feeling that this morning's meal was cooked by the mother of the blood bath.

But looking at the level of careful guidance of Liu Jie, even the amount of salt added is so detailed.

It is not so much the mother of the blood bath who cooks the food that he does, but it is the master Liu Jie who cooks with his mouth.

And the mother of the blood bath, the cutie sister, is operating for the chef on the side.

The sun is shining brightly on all sides of the sea, and the blue sea is covered with small waves, but there is no vitality under the rising water.

The shallow sea near the shore was squeezed out of the seabed by the cancer burial sea lotus, and the energy in the seabed was completely desolate.

It may not recover for nearly a hundred years.

Without spirit creatures patronizing this sea area, there will be no danger as long as there are no holes in the water world.

It is a good place for vacation.

Lin Yuan and others were happily drinking rich materials here, especially the mother of the blood bath also added the delicious seafood porridge with the platinum-order nine-ring star abalone liver juice.

The Zheng family on the other side is not calm.

A middle-aged man with three scars on his face was pushing a wheelchair on the path in the high gate compound.

The coldness of the cold night in the morning has not gone, causing the thin young man in a wheelchair to be covered with a thick blanket on his legs.

Also wearing a white fur cloak.